Perhaps this was the real turning point: the hour in which the disordered mind began permanently to readjust itself. Her back arched slightly in response. No sterner head was ever beheld beneath the cowl of a monk, or the bonnet of an inquisitor. I came here peaceably, and I only ask for a few words with you. Give me your staff. " "I shall require them as well," rejoined Sheppard; "and your boots.
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